After Transmigrating into the Mad Villain's White Moonlight

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Master said she had a calamity destined for her, but she never expected it would be to turn her into a ginseng bud!

Chapter 187 Holding on and refusing to let go

Qin Yu's eyes widened slightly, disbelief filling them. She couldn't imagine hearing such words from this person one day.

Does Fifth Master really value Hang Suisui more than his own life?

Qin Yu recalled the seemingly casual words and actions of Yin Huaizhu and Hang Suisui when they were together, which now became so clear to her.

Fifth Master's feelings for Hang Suisui were much deeper than she had imagined.

"Fifth Master..."

Yin Huaizhu waved her hand, interrupting Qin Yu's words and signaling her to leave.

Seeing this, Qin Yu nodded and silently withdrew.

As midnight passed, the moon hung high in the sky, radiating a soft light like a silver plate.

Yin Huaizhu weaved among several figures.

With a crisp, cold clang, the blades clashed, producing a clear, sharp sound, exuding a chilling aura.

Yin Huaizhu brandished his long sword, each swing accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

His movements were agile and swift, his slashing techniques were skillful, and the splattering of blood was dazzling.

The group of blond, blue-eyed, tattooed burly men who were facing him, though tall, appeared somewhat clumsy under his attacks.

Yin Huaizhu showed no mercy, and the group of people fell to the ground one by one, their deaths gruesome.

Blood splattered on his eyebrows and eyes, and ran down his face.

The chilling coldness in his eyes was replaced by an intense resentment, and his anger burned fiercely in his eyes, as if he wanted to set the whole world on fire.

His tightly pursed lips revealed an extreme gloom and madness in his heart.

A cold, long blade swept past my eyes.

In the end, all the emotions converged into an uncontrollable, frenzied force.

Yin Huaizhu's pupils gradually became abnormally ferocious and twisted, filled with madness and murderous intent.

A stream of blood shot out from the person's neck, splattering everywhere. The strong stench of blood filled the air, making people feel uncomfortable.

His once clear and bright eyes were now completely swallowed by darkness, leaving only endless destructive killing intent.

Cangnan and Quanyi looked at each other from a distance, both of them filled with fear and dared not utter a sound.

It seemed that if Yin Huaizhu were to be careless even slightly, his madness would erupt like a volcano, bringing disastrous consequences.

The air was thick with the stench of blood; corpses lay strewn about, and everyone on the other side had fallen, their lives extinguished in the fierce battle.

This place was stained red with blood, as if it had become a domain of death.

Weapons lay scattered on the ground, intertwined with the corpses.

The once noisy fighting sounds eventually turned into a deathly silence.

Yin Huaizhu stood quietly in a pool of blood, wiping his long sword with his eyes down. His tall figure appeared somewhat lonely.

Her face was as white as snow, with tiny beads of blood clinging to her thick eyelashes, and only a bright red streak of blood ran down the corner of her eye.

Seeing this, Cang Nan waved to his underlings behind him, signaling them to go forward and clean up the scene.

Quan Yi stepped forward with a black trench coat and draped it over Yin Huaizhu's shoulders.

In late summer in Country M, the temperature drops sharply at night.

Yin Huaizhu handed the long sword to Quan Yi: "Let's go."

His voice was as calm as ever.

Yin Huaizhu took a deep look at the corpses scattered on the ground, then turned and left the bloody battlefield.

Quan Yi sheathed his knife: "Yes, Fifth Master."

Then he turned around and nodded to Cang Nan, who was directing people to clean up the scene, before following behind Yin Huaizhu.

Quan Yi carefully avoided the bloodstains flowing on the ground.

Those people today were all greedy and unlucky fools. They never imagined that the news of a batch of unguarded weapons being left here was something Fifth Master had instructed them to deliberately spread out to lure people into a trap.

The cold night wind howled, blowing past the two of them. Yin Huaizhu's steps were steady, his eyes as cold as ice.

"Fifth Master, shall we go back to the manor now?" Quan Yi asked in a low voice.

Yin Huaizhu was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "To the airport."

Is Fifth Master going back to China?

Quan Yi paused for a moment, then quickly opened the car door for Yin Huaizhu: "Okay, Fifth Master."

The vehicle's silhouette gradually receded into the moonlight and disappeared into the darkness.

The planes at the private airport were already fully prepared and waiting.

The silver plane streaked across the star-studded night sky, like a thin beam of light piercing the black curtain of night.

The plane landed at a private airport in the capital.

Yin Huaizhu stepped out of the cabin, his face showing no particular expression.

At the arrival gate, Liang Gui, dressed in a black suit, respectfully stepped forward to greet them.

"Fifth Master, you're back. The car is ready," Liang Gui said, bowing slightly.

Yin Huaizhu nodded and followed Liang Gui toward the black sedan parked to the side.

Outside the car window, the night view of the capital was bustling and beautiful, but Yin Huaizhu's gaze remained unchanged.

At this moment, the completely unaware Hang Suisui was still happily playing with Dedao in the room.

She grew the white mouse that had been flattened by the Daoist's paw to several times its original size, making it as big as the Daoist himself, who was seven or eight months old.

Hang Suisui pressed her index finger against Dedao's hairy forehead: "If you can't beat someone, you try to bite them. You, you, that's not a fair fight, you know?"

"And look what you've done to my lab mouse!"

Hang Suisui poked Dedao's head, looked at the tuft of white fur on the ground, and felt heartbroken.

The little white mouse, now transformed into a giant white rat, squatted to the side, grooming its fur.

The creature with its two large blue eyes glanced at the white mouse that had grown to the same size as itself, then let out two howls, attempting to reach out its claws at the little white mouse.

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